Colonel William G. Smollett:
Oh yes, and another thing. I neglected to inform your mother that I like my breakfast promptly at seven. Coffee, thin toast, and two eggs, boiled, two and a half minutes, under no circumstances more than three.
Brig Hilton:
But golly, Colonel Smollett, we can't afford to give you breakfast.
Colonel William G. Smollett:
Indeed?
Brig Hilton:
Even as it is now, poor Mother doesn't know what she's going to do. When Fidelia was here, the bills didn't seem so high, but now, with the way things are going...
Colonel William G. Smollett:
Please. I'm quite prepared to pay.
Brig Hilton:
Oh. That's fine. What would you say to fifty cents a day?
Colonel William G. Smollett:
That seems a bit high under the circumstances.
Brig Hilton:
All right, we'll make it three dollars a week. There's the doorbell. Well, let's call it a deal. Good night, Colonel.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:42